Another Day, Another Sunburn!

SHIP'S LOG:

Yes, I am still here! Yesterdays weather was considerably improved over the previous day's /night's rather nasty weather. The front came through and bifurcated right at Fort Pierce, with half going south and half going north of the city, and so of the anchorage where I was on the hook. And people say prayer doesn't work. It does!

I got several calls from people wanting to know if I had made it through the storm. Evidently it was enough to make some national news coverage and elicit concern. Most seemed happy that I had made it though I get the impression that some, bombarded as they were with more snow, and a lot of it, weren't so much. Not that they wished nay harm but rather a simple balancing of the weather scales so to speak. They were a little piqued that I was experiencing seasonal weather (for Florida) and they were not(living as they were not in Florida). Considering what they are dealing with, I can't hold it against them. Then again, there isn't anything I can do to change the circumstances and the situation either. We will all just have to deal with what weather comes our way with grace, sagacity, fortitude and courage.

Today was another one of those days where I had to deal with temperatures in the mid 70's and not a cloud in the sky. It was tough, but I was able to pull it off. Tonight, it will get down into (possibly) the low 40's/high 30's but I will deal with that, too!

I took advantage of the weather to do a maintenance check on the batteries. It is a bit of a process as I have to empty out the "In-Law Apartment" - i.e. the cockpit locker to be able to get to the battery compartment itself. All is well though I did top off the cells. Aside from that little bit of maintenance work, I watched dolphins herding fish in to Faber Cove for a snack(not for the fish but for the dolphins upon the fish) and then break into a will attempt to increase the local dolphin population. The snack must have been especially elevating or the snack must have snacked on something itself. In any event, it was quite a show . . . and no!, I didn't get pictures. That would have been unseemly, uncouth, uncultured. (I didn't think of it at the time!)

Departure from the "good harbor" of Fort Pierce now looks to be Saturday. I have got to help Brad with a few small projects (forget the cable, he's on his own for that) and collect all the stuff I have lent him to deal with some of the projects he has ongoing. There isn't anyway he is going to make his Feb. 1st departure date, not unless he motors into the Hinckley Yard in Stuart and throws around a lot of money. Even then, I doubt that there is enough time. I think that he made a mistake not putting the boat on the hard when he got it here in the first place. But as they say, hindsight is 20/20.

It will be good to be on the move again. It is just getting started that is the problem. It is one of those"Every-journey-of-a-thousand-miles-begins-with-a-single-step" things and taking the first step. But I will as I have people who will be awaiting me in Stuart. I will anchor right near the Chapman School, an alumus returning to his "old School." I wonder if they would let me dock there? Hummmmmm?!?!?!?!